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Heart Symbolism

Shinjū

SNS/Romeo and Juliet Comparative Analysis

Sasuke staring at Naruto in a Special Way/Naruto Being Sasuke's Weakness [Collage]

Sasuke Singling Out Naruto: Some Connections

Naruto Singling Sasuke out from his Other Comrades

Underrated SNS Moment in Chapter 63

Obito/Rin and SNS Paralells

Kishimoto and the Shinobi Pun

Gothic Elements in SNS

SNS and Romantic Violence

People Reacting to Naruto's Feelings for Sasuke

People Reacting to Sasuke's Feelings for Naruto

SNS as Yin and Yang

Orochimaru Commenting on SNS

SNS, Naruto, and Family

Great Naruto Bridge

Naruto and Youth

Sasuke Being Naruto's Stength

Fantasy VS. Reality

Naruto as Sasuke's Guide

Anyone with a name that starts with a “Z”, ends with an “i”, and isn’t some kind of Italian pasta, IS SERIOUS

There's no way he's real. He's rich, a doctor, and model pretty? As if someone like that would date Jonathan Kent.

Jon is very handsome and all, but there's no way.

Whenever they ask to see photos, Jon blushes and refuses. He says that his boyfriend would like it because he values both their 5 no one believes him!

The boyfriend from Gotham becomes a joke, but people are getting a little worried about him the longer the lie goes on.

That is until the day they meet the mysterious Gothamite Boyfriend.

The man turns up after work, and Jon lights up and picks his partner up by the waist and spins him around.

It's like watching a movie.

Damian Wayne is everything Jon bragged about and more. Though Jons friends are still confused about how the two even met.

This most certainly is nothing new either when Jon is young and his parents talk about someone at work giving them a hard time even if it’s months later that he ends up meeting his parents colleagues either through a work party or bring your kid to work day, he has not forgotten and he does not like them. As soon as he is introduced to the person his parents were complaining about he straight up says “I don’t like you, you are a jerk and as a grown up you should know how to behave by now.” Full on lecturing them and calling them out, this is Lois’s son people, he will most definitely call people out on their bullsh*t (not sure if I need to censor or not), the only reason Lois hasn’t yet is because Clark asked her not too.

Later when Jon becomes Damian’s friend it becomes 3x worse since Damian can come off abrasive, people who don’t really know them can talk about how Damian is a bad influence on Jon or how they think Damian is manipulating Jon and blame Damian when he has outbursts or has a hard time controlling his temper even though he’s always been like this. Those people immediately go into his shit list, he can’t and won’t tolerate any one talking unwarranted shit about Damian, nor treating him badly. He will immediately start fights (verbal, that sometimes escalate to physical) and even after will glare at them and refuse to acknowledge them.

Like dinner and a movie is great and all, but have you ever taken down a cult and gone out for ice cream after? Or gone to the himalayas for a picnic? It's a lot of fun.

It's not like they mean to half the time. It's just that whenever they go out with the intention of a mundane night out, like going bowling or dancing, the universe conspires against them.

Alien invasions, Family Drama, Magical multidimensional Demons with a vendetta, spiteful goddesses. You name it, it has disrupted Jons reservations and Damians romantic plotting.

It gets so bad that the boys blackmail Jon Constantine into opening a pocket dimension where time moves differently so they can have time alone without interruptions.

The man laughs at them but opens it anyway. He doesn't like to get bothered either, and they look like they could really use a break.

Cus on one head I think if Damian was aware of how pretty he is he'd definitely would use it to his advantage at some point. But on the other hand him being unaware about it can either be really angsty or really funny.

Angsty in sense of he believes that he couldn't possibly be beautiful because he doesn't view him as that all. How could he be beautiful when he's done things he wish he didn’t.

No one in Hawkins knows the full extent of the child neglect happening in the Harrington house, but enough is known for David and Maria Hagan to dislike Steve’s parents. If a parent was spending enough quality time with their kid, he wouldn’t be as clingy as Steve is with his parents.

Every (painfully few) interactions with the Harringtons required an hour phone call to Carol’s mom to debrief and gossip.

The reason Steve’s parents don’t like Tommy’s is simple. The Hagans try to make them look bad (they’re not).

One time, Steve’s mom, Angela, was making him a plate at a church function and Maria casually suggested not getting Steve strawberries. They upset his stomach. Angela didn’t know that. It was humiliating.

Richard was golfing with a client when he ran into David out with his older boys. He mentioned Steve winning his team’s MVP award at the end of the baseball season. It was the first Richard was hearing of it and it showed in front of his family-oriented client. He was furious.

At the one school function The Harringtons attend every year, Steve fell and scrapped up his elbow pretty badly. He ran to Tommy’s dad for help instead of his own parents.

They asked about it on the car ride home and Steve answered simply, “He’s a doctor.”

“He’s a dentist.”

Like they'd be hanging out, Jon leaves the room to go check on something without telling Damian, and Damian's following after him 3 seconds later like "Why did you leave?"

Every time Jon gives him a shirt or a hoodie of his to wear he's never going to get it back. Half of Jon's wardrobe is almost gone.

When Jon tries to get out of bed for whatever reason the second the bed shifts Damian wakes up and with the most soft and sleep laced voice says "Don't go..."

When out in public he's basically glued to Jon's side almost all the time.

Colin, while Maya, Kathy and Maps are dramatically wretching behind him: This is like walking in on your parents

Steve’s dad walks in on Eddie and Steve making out, both shirtless. Eddie freaks the fuck out and Steve just sheepishly smiles at his father.

“I know I told you not to lock your door, but I take that back because I don’t want to see that again.”

“Thanks Dad!”

“Use protection!”

…

He walks into a house full of random children. The kids and Steve’s dad are just staring at each other.

“You’re paying to feed these kids, right?”

“No, you are.”

“Well shit.”

“Language, there are children!”

“Do I get to know these children who I have financially adopted?”

…

Hopper, who is over at the Harrington house to speak to Steve. Mr Harrington walks in to see the chief of police sitting on his couch. He sees Steve in the kitchen and quickly makes his way over.

“Steve! What is the chief of police doing here?”

“He’s a family friend.”

“What family?” Mr Harrington snaps back, gesturing at himself.

“He’s my friend?”

“I don’t see a world where you randomly become friends with the chief of police”

“I got caught with drugs?”

“Then why isn’t he arresting you?” Mr Harrington points to Steve’s cuff-less wrists.

“Can’t tell you?”

“Why?”

“I signed an NDA?”

“Steve, why the fuck would you do that? I’m a lawyer, you don’t just sign NDAs at a whim.”

“To be completely fair, I was concussed every time or they used a friend to threaten me.”

“It shouldn’t stand up in court then. Who did you sign it for?”

“The US government.”

even after the identity reveal, Damian refuses to step down. the moment he perceives the family as being unfair to Jason, the moment they seem to overlook him or brush him off, Damian will be there to tell them off and remind them that, actually, Jason was talking first.

what’s probably even more dumbfounding to them by that point is that Jason lets it happen. it forces them to realize that Jason hardly fights for himself, to be heard or acknowledged. and for those of them that had been there when Jason first joined the family? it’s a painful reminder of the skittish boy they had first got to know

Damian takes his duties of brother very seriously. when Jason first joined their family back in Nanda Parbat, his mother had been very clear when explaining to him that his brother was in no state to speak or stand up for himself due to his catatonic state. Damian had made it his mission then to not only defend but also promote his brother’s interest. it would be unbecoming of him to let anyone diminish or take advantage of the more vulnerable member of their family until he could do it for himself

Dick as Robin:

Batman: "Don't touch that."

*gets ignored*

Batman (more desperately): "Don't touch that! Robin I'll ground you!"

Robin: *snorts and continues to reach for the very dangerous alien object*

Batman (floundering): "I- Catwoman's out of Arkham! And if you touch that I won't let you see her!"

Robin: *gasps and backs away from it reluctantly* "That's no fair! I wanna see Catwoman and touch the thing!"

Batman, crossing his arms and looking very stern despite the objectively ridiculous situation: "Well, you can only have one of those things."

-

Robin, starting to tear up and sniffle: "B-but I want to help other kids so t-t-they don't lose their mommy and daddy!"

Batman, deadpan: "That's not working on me, kid."

Robin, tears immediately drying up: "Was the mommy and daddy too much?"

Batman: *seesaw hand*

Robin, nodding: "I think I'll keep it to mama and papa - that usually works better."

//

Jason as Robin:

Batman: "Yes, Robin, your English teacher is an idiot when it comes to Shakespeare but that doesn't mean you can egg her car."

Robin: "What about her house?"

Batman: "That's actually worse than egging her car."

Robin: "Sooo, I should be allowed to egg her car because that's better than egging her house!"

Batman: "Should people be allowed to commit assault because that's better than murder?"

Robin, dead panned: "Isn't that literally what we do every night?"

(This one made Flash laugh so hard he pulled a muscle)

-

Robin: "B, I just met Toy Man."

Robin: "Is that REALLY one of Superman's enemies or was that a joke? Please tell me it was a joke. He's like a level two Gotham rogue - his shtick is toys, Batman, TOYS. And I thought the Riddler was stupid."

(Superman tried to defend his honor and was ultimately defeated by the meanest thing to exist - a teenager)

//

Tim as Robin:

Batman: "Robin, explain the voicemail I got from the school."

Robin: "Didn't they already tell you?"

Batman, frowning heavily: "Humor me."

Robin: "My math teacher was being a bitch so I took apart her calculators and hid the pieces around her room and in her stuff."

Batman: "Including her salad."

Robin: "Including her salad AND protein shake."

Batman: "She's could have choked and died!"

Robin: "But she didn't! And anyway in my experience, people are SO much more tolerable when they almost died recently! Take my dad for example-"

-

Batman: "Stop it."

Robin, grinning over his laptop: "I'm not doing anything."

Batman, exasperated: "Don't lie to me! That's your hacking face, Robin."

/

Steph as Robin:

Robin: "It's only glitter!"

Batman: "Three tons of it."

Robin: "... Did i mention that it's biodegradable so it's like totally okay for the environment! See, i DO think ahead sometimes!"

Batman, mumbling: "Maybe I should start putting glitter on your case files so you'll focus..."

-

Robin: "It's because I'm a girl isn't it?"

Batman: "Me telling you to stop putting sprinkles on your pasta is completely unrelated to your gender."

Robin, taking a bite of her pasta monstrosity and pointing the fork in his direction: "Misogynist!"

/

Damian as Robin:

Robin: "But i only THREATENED to stab him. I didn’t actually stab him."

Batman: "..."

Batman: "That's definitely progress but still-"

-

Robin: *cape starts to make a hissing sound*

Batman: "Robin.... What is in there?"

Robin: ".... Her name is Daffodil."

Batman, growing dread in his voice: "And what exactly is Daffodil?"

It's after Vecna and the Upside Down collapsing on itself before anyone finds out.

When Steve was seven, his mother had a psychotic break, saying that Steve was a changeling and tried to drown him the large bath tub in his parents' bathroom.

It was during this time she was admitted to Pennhurst.

They're cleaning up the Harrington Estate when his mother comes home and just starts screaming about the mess. Steve finally gets her calm down and tells Eddie that she didn't always used to be that way, she used to be a sweet and loving mother.

That's when Stella Harrington comes screaming back in that she didn't change. He did. He was the imposter. She knows her son and this creature before her isn't him.

“I know the sound of your heartbeat, Damian.”

This happens first issue of his solo comic so it’s very easy to grab because Damian is the first person he goes to in order to have someone to tell him if his head is in the game.

As you can see here he had to cross the world to find Damian while he was off on his own escapades. No, this is not a popular headcanon. Again, Jon has said this out of his own mouth - not to an acquaintance but straight to Damian’s face.

“I can’t hear Damian’s heartbeat.”

Ergo, his superhearing is utilized in order to track Damian’s whereabouts and know if he’s in danger or still alive. He couldn’t hear it because Damian’s body had physically changed so his heartbeat went along with that and he could no longer distinguish what was Damian and what wasn’t.

I only know of Clark and Jon using their superhearing for the purpose of someone else’s safety and protection. It’s not an easy thing you can learn - other heroes with superhearing say it takes hours to master and can be quite vexing to figure out.

Clark has shown to have mastered this ability in order to casually remember someone’s heartbeat that he’s only just met but Jon has not yet acknowledged this ability for anyone but Damian.

They got three calls about it from concerned mothers but when Hopper drives out there? Nothing. Nada. Zilch.

He sends Callahan out to canvas the park. It’ll put people’s minds at ease, get the kid out of his hair, and give his probie more experience. It’s a win/win/win.

Hopper goes back to his truck, relaxing in the air conditioning until he is rudely confronted with an approaching conversation.

He knows before he sees them that Callahan is being followed by Steve. Hopper can’t quite make out the conversation until Steve says unprompted, “One time Uncle Larry threw a cup at me.”

Callahan’s steps falter in the gravel at the same time Hopper’s rage burns cold over his bones. He asks the question that Hopper would, “Did he hit you?”

“No,” Steve answers, sounding confused on how Callahan got to that question. “He missed me and it exploded into a million condrillion pieces against the wall. It was real cool.”

“That doesn’t sound cool,” Callahan says. “It sounds dangerous and scary.”

“I wasn’t scared,” Steve defends. “I was real brave ‘cause I was three and you start being big at three, an’ cause Mama was there.”

“She got big mad at Uncle Larry,” He continues. “She beat him up! She hit him a lot and Dad had to hold her back so she didn’t hit him no more. She was like Wonder Woman. It was awesome.”

“That - that…” Callahan trails off, looking lost in Hopper’s rearview mirror. “It’s not a problem that you want help with so are you telling me this?”

So, let's say after some pestering from his mother he finally winds up asking. Bruce is at a computer, some report or whatever of importance and all the sudden he hears, "Baba?" In the soft, almost timid voice if Damian could help it.

And he's immediately dropping anything and everything for his babyboy. Because that's his *baby*. His baby who wouldn't come out from behind his mother leg, who's well-spoken and definitely a hell of a fighter but still his baby nontheless and finally getting a solid conversation and potential bonding experience? Hell yeah.

Oogh you're fuckin cooking

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Bruce can barely stand it when he hears that. Because Damian is so small, impossibly small, and so big at the same time. He's five already, and Bruce has missed every milestone up until this point. He's so perfect, too; he looks just like his mother with his sharp, intelligent eyes and his small, curious frown.

Bruce's breath hitches as he looks down at the boy. There's no doubt in his mind that Talia is nearby. Damian is too attached to her for that. He's a little- no very jealous of that. But now, here Damian was, asking him for something. And it must be important because Damian's voice was usually the strongest in the room. Bruce smiled, the softest, most genuine smile he thinks has ever graced his face.

"Yes, Damian?"

Damian stood rigid, something Bruce had noticed he'd done when stopping himself from fidgeting. "So you are my father."

Bruce was a little taken aback by that. He assumed someone, or at least Talia would've told Damian that by now. He was a little hurt. Was that why the boy was so cautious around him? Because from that perspective, a strange man just showed up one day with clear tension with his mother, and wouldn't leave.

Well, in the boy's defense, it wasn't as if Bruce had been giving it his best effort either. Dick was older than Damian when Bruce took him in, and Bruce was already terrible with interacting with a kid that age. Also, he didn't know how Damian had felt about him. Part of him assumed the boy hated him for abandoning him.

"I am," Bruce answered.

Damian's frown deepend. He hesitated, then walked closer, his voice back to it's usual state. "How come I never met you before? Is it because of Mama?"

Bruce looked away. It was probably not a good idea to tell his son he didn't know he existed. "Somewhat. It's a little more complicated than that."

Damian stood in front of his chair, looking up at him. "Is it because of Grandfather?"

"Also somewhat," Bruce answered. "But why do you ask?"

Damian went rigid again. "They talk about you a lot. Grandfather thinks you're very important and would be a great help to our cause."

Bruce hummed. "I've always wondered why he thought that. I'm only a detective, Damian, and while I have a lot of money, it's nowhere close to what your grandfather has."

"So you investigate things?" Damian's eyes widened. That beautiful green that reminded Bruce so much of the boy's mother. "You stop crimes?"

Bruce chuckled. "Yes, I stop crime."

"Well, Grandfather said what humans are doing to the Earth is a crime. Maybe he wants you to help stop it."

"That's a very good deduction, Damian. You're very smart."

Damian preened. "Is that what you're working on now? Are you stopping crime?" He asked, pointing to the computer screen.

Bruce glanced at the pages of notes he was currently working on. Ra's had put him onto a case where a man had his company illegally dumping waste too close to a wildlife reserve. Thankfully, he was letting Bruce do it his way instead of sending assassins to take care of the Guy.

"Yes. Do you want to see?"

Damian nodded and stood on his tippy toes, trying to get a better look. Bruce noted he was a little small for five. It wasn't really a problem, Bruce himself had been short until he hit puberty.

"Would you rather sit in my chair?" He offered.

Damian nodded. Before Bruce could stand, like he was fully planning to do, Damian was pulling himself into his father's lap. Bruce's heart squeezed. Damian was so perfect, so adorable. Bruce would certainly be sent to hell if he missed out on anymore of his son. Once settled, with Bruce's help, Damian looked at the screen.

When he got here, Bruce had demanded to know everything about Damian's education, among other things. He knew English was Damian's third language, and even if the boy excelled in it, he was still only six. He had trouble with the bigger words.

"Robert Green, in asso... asso-shi-a-shun with Lex Luthor," Damian read.

"Very good," Bruce praised. "But I can translate the pages if you want."

Damian shook his head. "I'm fine, I can read." He pointed to the picture of Robert Green. "What did he do?"

"He's dumping trash by a wildlife reserve. It's hurting all the plants and animals." Bruce frowned. "And Lex Luthor is funding his company."

Damian bristled. "Then he should be dead! Grandfather can get assassins to kill him."

Bruce ran a hand through Damian's hair. He'd make an effort to dispel Damian's beliefes, but it may take a while. Especially if he can't get them both back to Gotham, which he will. "It's not that simple, sweetheart. Do you know what the word systematic means?"

"It has to do with systems?"

"Very good. Yes, the dumping of waste into the wildlife reserve is systematic. That means it's not just him and Lex Luthor, there are probably dozens of people making this decision, all with different jobs and roles. Some of them might not even know what they're doing because they're too deep in the system. And as much as your grandfather wants to, even he knows killing that many people at once is a bad idea."

Damian pouted and Bruce fought the urge to pinch his cheeks red. "So we can't kill them?"

"No, sweetie. But that's why I'm helping. I'm going to take down the system from the inside so he can't hurt the wildlife anymore. And if it all goes according to plan, then it will be much harder for companies to hurt wildlife in the future."

Damian nodded hesitantly. "Okay, Baba. That sounds smart." Baba! Bruce wanted to explode. Damian started to climb out of his lap. "I have to go take care of my horses."

Bruce frowned as he helped Damian back on the ground. "Alone? Do you want help?"

Damian shook his head. "It's alright, Baba, you're busy."

"No I'm not." Bruce quickly saved his files and closed his tabs. "I have pleanty of time."

"But that was important," Damian frowned.

"Nothing is more important than you, sweetheart," Bruce said, standing from his chair. "And I haven't met any of your animals yet. I want to meet them."

"Oh." Damian smiled. "Promise?"

"I swear it. Now will you show me where the stables are?"

Jon pointed underneath the table then pretended to be lowered down like he was in an elevator. Damian stayed in his spot, momentarily confused.

Damian: I feel we have reached an impasse on what we should go—